"…Well you fly your banners Mondays, That take a rise and fall in one. Ask the questions of the pilgrims, As they come to pledge what’s done. Claim a tabernacle hillside Where you’ll sight the dyin’ sun And you say you lost your baby, Do you know that you’re the one. So you say you lost your baby, Do you know that you’re the one. So you say you lost your baby, Do you know that you’re the one."
Sorry!!! start again…. The eys that look right into your soul are so enigmatic and the filigree texture to the skin feels so arabic… a wonderfully poetic image..
thank you Re i m glad u like it u do beautiful works too
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:) dunno why, but I like it… a lot!
smiles
– Gianmario Masala
your art is gorgeous, glanmario… : )
thank you
(love your works!)
– Gianmario Masala
gianmario… i apologize… : )
why apologize?
grins
– Gianmario Masala
lovely art gallery you got there :)
thanks so much
(love your works too)
– Gianmario Masala
This is beautiful …………….. your work is breath taking ……… nice work my friend!!
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aww thanks for these nice words!
smiles
– Gianmario Masala
The eyes that look right int
Sorry!!! start again…. The eys that look right into your soul are so enigmatic and the filigree texture to the skin feels so arabic… a wonderfully poetic image..
thank you Re
i m glad u like it
u do beautiful works too
– Gianmario Masala
Such a penetrating and alluring gaze, yet sad and void and in longing in a sense. ANother incredibly well done masterpiece from you!!!!